\subsection*{The King of Three Shadows}
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\quot{``How nice of you to join us. You can share the same fate they are going to suffer.''}

\desc{Long ago a powerful mortal king married a queen of the fairies. Abandoning his kingdom of men to wither and die, he took a new name and attained everlasting life with a grim bargain with Demons. A bargain that ultimately hurled his kingdom into the deepest pits of the Dark Reflection. The King of Three Shadows has become as the fairy are, and he lives forever without changing. He is now their dark king, and commands the mirror goblins -- an army of fairies and demons which do his dark bidding. He is supported in his endeavors by three powerful Fairies -- The Three Shadows of the King.}

\desc{Fairies and Demons have a difficult time getting to the world of man at all, and must pass through a reflective surface to do so. More powerful fairies and demons need more specific mirrors through which to pass, and thus usually require that these doorways be custom built to draw them through. While a minor mirror goblin might be able to come through a pool of water or a pane of glass, powerful demons need a mirrored surface of exacting specifications -- for example one might require a mirror at least 2 meters across made of bronze and polished with olive oil, lemon juice, and human blood.}

\desc{The King of Three Shadows himself requires a titanic and exacting mirror to again trod upon the Earth, and it is thus that he is forced to send minions through the portals to acquire the strange materials and specific events they need to allow him to march across the threshold with his demonic army to conquer the human world.}

\begin{list}{}{\itemspace}\item\textbf{Sample Encounter:} Four mirror goblins are running down the sidewalk of the broad suburban street with an empty sack. As they pass, the streetlights flicker and dim, keeping them in the shadows. If the protagonists follow them, they see the gibbering villains break into a nondescript house and come out again with a struggling sack about the size of a young child. They then clamber back down the street and meep their way into a \desc{different} house. If still unmolested, they make their way to the bathroom mirror and make good their escape.\end{list}